Linda kept her word. Whenever I performed she would walk me out to the van and take care of me. She also kept me in a constant state of arousal by talking dirty to me almost every night. I had a teen line and we would talk regularly. Even when the conversation started off talking about school or performing, or whatever, we'd always end up talking about sex....
There are some memories in life that you can never shake. No matter what. And the third time I awoke, bound and unable to move, was one of these times. This time, I was sitting in a different room. The mechanical whoosh whoosh was gone, replaced by classical music playing softly over invisible speakers. At first I thought the room was the same room, all whi...
I looked at the wedding dress. It really was beautiful. I knew it was for me. I also knew that if I refused to wear it, it would be senseless. I'd end up wearing it anyway. So, I looked at Susie and Nancy and said, "I guess we better get started or we'll be late!" They both smiled at me. Susie said, "Well, first things first, we need to do your hair and make...
--Friday Night-- I stood there at the baggage claim, feeling foolish and nervous, and intimidated all at once. Airport Security has kept me from meeting you as you get off the plane, and has made me wait all that much longer. Your flight came in about five minutes ago, and I know it will take at least 15 minutes for you to make your way off the plane and do...
John gives his story. All persons are over 18 years in age. In my junior college we had a fairly primitive locker room and changing area for sports. The locker room was a free standing building with an entrance at one end for boys and at the other end for girls. Of course there was supposed to be no way between the sections. The teachers didn't like the pl...
A note to the reader. In the first chapter of "Comfort the Widow," Anisé and I met in Seattle at a business conference. The next thing you know we're driving her mint condition 1956 Cadillac Coupe de Ville to dinner (and then her place), and horsing around. She unzipped my pants and liberated my cock, casually stroking it. I put my arm around her and dipped...
The warm rays of the early summer sun felt nice on my skin. I was lying in my backyard, trying to get rid of the last of my tan lines. Lying nude, sipping on a cold long-island iced tea, I reflected on my life. It has been over five years since I left my husband of thirty years. The last of our three children had left and Tom and I finally confronted the tr...
Baby Girl had been a customer for years. One of my best ones, always courteous, didn't get pissy if I was later than usual delivering her packages to her, left me little gifts at Christmas. Twice a month -- at least -- I was walking up her walkway, a box or two in hand, my brown delivery truck idling in the driveway. Generally, I could time it so that I was...
This story, as with all of the stories I have written, is purely fictional. No accounts are to be taken literally, and all characters in this work are fictional also. Any resemblance to any persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. * * * * * Her name was Estelle and she was Ken’s, my bosses, wife. For a 61 year-old woman, she was beautiful. She had...
It was our first time seeing each other since you no showed last time. I know the sitter had cancelled on you last minute but I was still holding a grudge. I had taken the day out of work to be with you and ended up spending the day with my hand instead. Add to that, now I was here and you were running a bit late. All the extra time though had given me the o...